oh boy. the fortune cookie saga continues. check this one out: "alas! the onion you are eating is someone else's water lily."

now i will mention harold. harold is hot. he has a hot jawbone. he has white hair that sticks out over the ears. and he knows how to split wood with a maul. in the '60s somebody stomped his foot while wearing... Read More

Sleeping in makeup is I supose, subject to whatever you are doing before you pass out. And a lot of that can look good the next day.

A week of unremoved makeup and painting till I drop is the most like a painting I've looked. I love when I can't tell the makeup from the paint and I don't know if a new mark on clothing is permanent or to be enjoyed briefly. Number everything and then forget it.

I get a central role in a journal entry??? Thats so exciting! Seriously. Narcissistically, I checked Ive been referenced in 2 total journal entries, so thats 2 points for me. Which led me to an overall comparison of the competition so far Im lagging behind fortune cookies by 1 point, lagging behind Nabokov by 2, and lagging behind animals in general by 5. I am tied with urine though, which is semi-honorary. Also, Im ahead of a wide range of other authors, movies, and life events. However, the greatest honor of all you wont believe this, so brace yourself Im tied with Harold. Thats so honorary its almost sacrilegious; because Im clearly so undeserving you may actually want to remedy that.

Last weekend, by the way, I insisted that we hang out with you, but the woman was sick and had too much work. What can ya do. Chicks right?

...Mother said to me: "Zhen! There won't be a penny in the house tomorrow, and the money your father is sending still hasn't come today. It's really desperate! Now you hurry over to Auntie Zhang's to borrow a dollar again..."

"Mother! The money Auntie Zhang loaned us only a few days ago still isn't paid back, and I'm afraid... Read More

J and C and I walk towards the gallery. a plump grey squirrel starts up the bole of a tree, but its hind legs aren't working and it only gets 18 inches up before it flops to the ground. we gather around and argue over how to catch the creature and take it to be euthanized, scaring the daylights out of it so that... Read More

No. It wasnt really the intersex babies that made me sad as it was the dying squirrel and that they, the babies, were lumped in with the poor booger in your post. It was the first image of the morning: Intersex babies and a spade smashing a squirrel. I dont know anything about intersex babies. But again the first images were of babies interlocked in prenatal sex and then of babies sans sexual organs; babies born as barbie dolls. I hope you can see where I was coming from and that it was partly the dark humor of a reformed cynic who made a passing inference to your idea euthanasia.

As for Phallophilia the answer would be, no. The penis references in my bio are a joke (based on a semblance of truth.) which I think is apropos to this site. My identity is not necessarily contingent upon or confined by my sexual organ or by my gender in its entirety.

My personal preference & aesthetic leans toward androgyny which my intuition tells me is quite different than being an intersex individual. If my penis were a hero; Id have children. (not technically, merely mythologically which is all that matters to me.)

fuck the squirrel find the asshole that hit it with the car and hit him over the head with the shovel and bag his inconsiderate ass.... okay so I shoulnt talk to much cause I have on ocasion not been so good with the swerving and may have injured several woodland creatures...but I allwasy made sure they didnt suffer..... by backing over them or hitting them a second time..... its only humane...

my goodness. as a recluse, i'm not used to all this oral interaction. or fingered interaction, as the case may be. regardless, i will have only sporadic access to the information superhighway from now until january 10, so don't condemn me for being too hoity-toity to respond to your titillating comments.

praise god in heaven and on high! the long-awaited debut has finally occurred. i'm quite grinny from all of the excessively flattering things everybody has been writing to me. thank you for putting me in such a pleasant state.

i owe the success of the blue wave set to isabel, my able photographer.

Yeah, I think that's a story collection... I believe even the movie was a collection of stories. I never really watched it, though, just Creepshow.
...but there is a Atwood Cat's Eye. Honest. I even have a cut-out of the cover on the board in front of me. I doubly-lucked-out when I found my hardback copy in the libary used items, because not only did I get it free, but for some weird reason it had two dust jackets, so I cut out one and put it up.
Here's a poor-resolution copy of it; if you GoogleImages search, you can see the variations of this cover that have been used, or are being used for the paperback.

I think Ari Up is adorable. She had the most amazing get-up when interviewed for the "Rock and Roll" documentary series a few years back. Looonnnng curly brown dread-ish hair, dark tan, and a sorta white tutu and polka-dot blouse. Really nice! I thought, "Wow, she looks so young!" but then I found out she was like 14 when the Slits started playing.
I'd love to marry Ari; then Lydon would be... uh, my step-dad-in law? I think?